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Chapter 57 A Sudden Test (Please add to your favorites and read on)

While experiments were being conducted, there were quite a few people in the group who were actually doing them.

The beautiful Senior Sister Luo also does experiments, as do the doctoral students, and Fang Ziye does the same.

It's already a rare privilege to learn some experimental procedures and basic methods in such a short time in the lab. But for someone like Fang Ziye to be invited by his doctoral senior to do experiments together is still hard to understand.

Indeed, Yan Zhiming is currently only a first-year doctoral student and has just arrived at Zhongnan Hospital. However, everyone knows that Yan Zhiming is not a master's student from this hospital. He was able to come here to pursue his doctorate because he did not compete with other students from his alma mater, West China Medical College, which is why he came to Zhongnan Hospital affiliated with Wuhan University.

Yan Zhiming worked in a laboratory during his master's studies and is the kind of person who has achieved great success in both clinical practice and scientific research.

"Jiehan, Tianluo, you two go to the practice room first today. I'll go to the lab first and then come to the practice room to find you later."

"Senior Brother Yan, I've finished changing the dressing," Fang Ziye reported to Yan Zhiming.

Yan Zhiming is a PhD who will soon take over as the chief resident physician. He has the right to supervise the resident physicians. If anyone is lazy, Yan Zhiming can make a phone call and they will have to come to the department as usual.

Fang Ziye was still a resident physician. Although Yan Zhiming needed his help, Fang Ziye didn't dare to act like a big shot; there was no need for it.

Doing your own job well and then helping each other is something that often happens in a team.

In addition, helping others also allows him to gain more knowledge points, so Fang Ziye never refuses to help his fellow students whenever he has free time.

How could Fang Ziye resist the temptation of knowledge?
"Then let's go." Yan Zhiming warmly put his arm around Fang Ziye's shoulder, acting like the two were good brothers, and they went into the doctor's office together. After putting down their white coats, they headed to the laboratory.

When Fang Ziye came out of the laboratory, his knowledge points immediately increased by 2, and there would definitely be a large amount of knowledge points waiting for him later. He would need to wait for the cells cultured by Yan Zhiming to be incubated for a period of time before seeing the results.

However, after leaving the laboratory this time, Fang Ziye finally realized the power of his Level 3 proficiency in basic cell experimental techniques.

In Professor Deng Yong's lab, besides his students, there are these small teams: Associate Professor Hong Zili, Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, and Yuan Weihong, who has now grown into a prominent figure.

Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan takes a relatively specialized route, while Associate Professor Hong Zili takes a relatively pure academic route. He is now a senior researcher. Although his specialty is emergency surgery, his research focus is osteosarcoma. Therefore, he and Professor Deng Yong jointly set up a laboratory.

Associate Professor Hong Zili has more students than Professor Deng Yong. This shows how strong his academic achievements are. Basically, every year, the number of doctoral student admissions can bypass Professor Deng Yong, but not Associate Professor Hong Zili.

However, Fang Ziye's Level 3 cell experiment technology can be said to rank among the top five in such a strong team.

There are only two or three people who can be said to be better than Fang Ziye in every aspect, and only four or five people who are better than Fang Ziye overall.

Dong Wenqiang and Xue Cao, both PhD seniors of Professor Deng Yong, certainly have a better foundation in cell experiments than Fang Ziye, but one has already gone abroad, and the other is preparing to go abroad. Associate Professor Hong Zili's two academic PhDs are better at experimental techniques than Fang Ziye.

Other specialized doctoral students, whether it's Sun Shaoqing in his third year, or Wang Yuanqi and Gu Yi in their second year, are simply not on the same level as Fang Ziye in terms of proficiency in cell experiment techniques.

Even academic master's students can't compare.

Therefore, under such circumstances, how could Yan Zhiming, who was a doctoral senior, not ask Fang Ziye for help with the experiments, both to help him and to teach him?

"I'm in the lab now, but I don't have enough publications or research projects. In terms of pure operation, though, I'm still doing quite well," Fang Ziye muttered to himself, feeling slightly better.

However, when Fang Ziye arrived at the training room, he found that a lot of people had gathered there.

They seemed to be discussing something.

As Fang Ziye approached, everyone turned and focused their attention on him, their eyes burning with intense gazes. "Senior Brother Sun, what's going on here?" Fang Ziye felt a little uneasy being stared at from the doorway.

Sun Shaoqing, Wang Yuanqi, and Luo Tingzhu, three PhDs, along with Li Yuanpei, a classmate, and a group of junior students, making more than ten people in total.

Li Yuanpei thought for a moment and said, "Brother Ye, you're going to be rich! The teacher just came all the way from the practice room over there to say that he has prepared an internal fixation device removal procedure for you."

"I'll have you perform the surgery tomorrow. They said they haven't seen you in clinical practice for a long time..."

Li Yuanpei might be joking, so Fang Ziye looked at Jie Han.

Jie Han nodded: "Yes, senior brother, it really was Professor Deng who came all the way here to say it."

Fang Ziye immediately covered his face, a bitter smile appearing on his lips: "This is not a stroke of luck, Yuanpei, what if I get a scolding!"

Professor Deng Yong personally selected me to perform a minor surgery; this must be a good thing.

I guess it was because my presence in the department and operating room was too weak in October that Professor Deng Yong had some complaints about me.

Sun Shaoqing smiled and joked, "The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish."

"If you can take over Ziye, there will be many benefits."

Luo Tingzhu, always eager for excitement, clenched her fist and shouted, "Go, senior brother!"

Wang Yuanqi looked at Fang Ziye with a half-smile.

Once you've caught your superior's eye, you can't be too cocky, or they'll think you're getting arrogant and you'll be reprimanded. But you also can't be too distant; if you haven't been seen for a long time, what if they suddenly remember you and know you weren't doing your job properly?

Isn't this the lesson I'm about to give you?
This cannot be avoided simply because Fang Ziye is a little bit talented.

Without uttering a word, Fang Ziye walked silently to the area where the internal and external fixation brackets were located and began screwing them in.

There's nothing we can do; Professor Deng Yong's decisions are final and cannot be changed. We can only practice as much as we can.

However, although a group of doctoral and master's students took Professor Deng Yong's words very seriously, their teacher, Yuan Weihong, did not send a single message to inquire about his well-being until 1 a.m.

It's unclear whether they trusted Fang Ziye or felt that even if Fang Ziye didn't do well, the consequences wouldn't be too severe.

At 1:42 a.m., Fang Ziye completed another simulation of the internal fixation device removal procedure, which involved removing screws. Only then did he begin to tidy up his desk. Looking at the empty practice room, he sighed to himself.

"That's enough, it's time to sleep..." Fang Ziye didn't plan to add any more points. He didn't have many knowledge points to begin with, and there was no need to waste them on a minor surgery.

Internal fixation device removal surgery is a rare procedure; a hospital might not perform it even once every year or two. Even if someone becomes highly skilled, it's still not enough.

I guess Professor Deng just wants to see my proficiency in using some orthopedic instruments.

Under the cover of night, Fang Ziye hurried home, found a bed, and fell asleep immediately.

I set a relatively late alarm, and only after waking up did I rush to take a shower, change out of yesterday's clothes, and greet the sunrise of a new day, but it might also mean being criticized relentlessly later...

(End of this chapter)